The Full Armor of God!

"The enemy has more than one trick in his hat, you may be able to spot one but do not get too comfortable because when you unmask one, he comes back with a more appealing~subtle~crafty~seductive one...Therefore put on the FULL ARMOR OF GOD.

Haiti ... A Nation of Survivors....

“we made it through embargo, we made it through tornado, we made it through coups and hoops, we will huddle in his embrace and we will make it through the rubble, because our God changes not.”

"We have been stereotyped and labeled... Vodoo nation .... boat people... poorest country in the West Hemisphere... but We know in whom we trust, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.. and He will see us through... There is a Remnant..."

Haiti in my mind...

As my country is shaken in her foundation,
the cries of her children rise in the heart of devastation
and the images of sorrow cast a shadow over the land
and some of us long to hear from a loved one
and the road to recovery seems shallow,
but we know that GOD is in CONTROL
and we will hold on to His unchanging hands
because Him alone can restore His people,
heal the land,mend the broken vessels and send a rainbow."

An Angel

She was an eighteen month old infant, a little princess,
Not in her baby crib with the sound of the rattles,
Or kicking her feet with her baby bottle,
She was there in a hole under the debris for three days,
and it felt as if the whole universe collapsed around her;
she was not in the comforting arms of her parents,
she did not even know if she will ever see them again.
so she stayed there and wondered deep inside
where was the loving voice that usually sung her a lullaby,
where were those warm hands that usually nourished her,
so she closed her eyes and fought to stay awake
then she heard voices from afar,
there she saw a ray of light and she knew
that it was not too late and she cried pitifully
and her cry was so heartfelt and profound
that it pierced through the deadly rubbles and lifeless debris,
she cleaved to life with every fiber of her little and fragile body
and she was heard and was rescued then
an innocent smile brighten her brown eyes.
She knew that her heart will go on even though
around her were unfamiliar faces but she knew
that the same guardian angel who sheltered her in the cold
and the dark and through the storm,
that same guardian angel who shield her
from that furious earthquake would care for her,
she was a survivor…

~~~That’s the inspiration that came to my heart as I watched the rescue of an 18 month old baby basically out of the grave~~